Cancer Poem

Keep Fighting Cancer Poem

I wrote this poem one month before my mom passed away from cancer. I was 18 years old and about to graduate from high school. My mom, Rebecca King, was the strongest, most amazing woman I have ever known.

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I am battling brain cancer. Doctors only gave me 2 months to live; that was 5 years ago. I'm now 36 and have 3 kids who need me. Every day gets harder to keep up the fight, but I can't...

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To My Mom

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Published: December 2013

In your eyes I see the pain,
Slowly the tears roll down, they won't refrain.

I look down to the floor as if I'm hiding,
As I whisper, "Mom keep fighting. Keep fighting."

As I reach for your hand so strong yet so weak,
I notice the paleness in each cheek.

I am so afraid what do I do?
I can only pray God will guide us through.

I lean over to kiss you goodnight.
Darkness lingers when I turn out the light.

As I walk out I look back through the glass.
Please don't give up mom.  "This too shall pass."



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  • Anita Gairn by Anita Gairn
  • 1 year ago

I lost my mom to cancer. It was the worst time of my life sitting watching a wonderful woman suffer so much.

  • F. Martin by F. Martin
  • 1 year ago

I am battling brain cancer. Doctors only gave me 2 months to live; that was 5 years ago. I'm now 36 and have 3 kids who need me. Every day gets harder to keep up the fight, but I can't imagine the pain my babies are going to go through. Thank you for sharing this, and I'm sorry to all of you who have lost someone close to you to cancer. I wish it didn't exist. I will continue to keep the faith and try to stay positive through the rest of my life. I'm excited to think that the suffering will end but sad to think about not being here to share my happiness. Even after 5 years, it's unreal to me. Having to say goodbye to your kids and parents just in case this is it is super hard. May God bless you all and guide you through your pain.

  • 1 year ago

I suffer from depression but am alive and well, so I feel like a fraud compared to you. What a wonderful message you sent out to the world. Wishing to share hope with you. If I could wave a magic wand, it would be total remission. I have lost several friends to this evil disease. God bless you!

  • Emmalee World Plain by Emmalee World Plain
  • 2 years ago

Hi, my mom and dad have brain cancer. I know how hard it is. I just want to take a moment to pray to God that they won't give up. I pray for everyone who has cancer to keep fighting for their lives.

  • Jose by Jose
  • 3 years ago

When I read this it really hit my heart! Since I just found out my beloved mother has stage 4 Cancer! I can't even describe how I'm feeling! I need to be strong for her but it seems so unreal!

  • Daniele by Daniele, Mpumalanga
  • 3 years ago

WOW! This is one amazing poem it brought many tears to my eyes and shivers up and down my spine because of how true this poem is! You were so strong through your sad loss ... To lose your mother is not something that I want to have one day cuz I love my mother so dearly I would do anything for her no matter what!

Your beautiful and heartfelt words, brought many tears to my eyes. Your Mum would be so proud of you. The pain you felt so badly during this very sad loss, you probably kept so much to yourself. Within your heart just for you. Your poem reflects what a beautiful human being you are. And your dear Mum would wish for you to get on with you life, to follow your dreams and to be happy. You have beautiful memories, and so does she. They will be in the purest part of your heart and soul, for the rest of your days. That special place that no one can ever take away from you. I also lost my beautiful Mum. She was very sick for too many years. It broke my heart when she passed away, into too many pieces. I thought I would never survive. I did, and have since lost all of my family members. The fairy tale stories read to us as children never prepare us for the actual realities of life. Love and loss. Hope and sadness. You have to keep going, and to pursue your dreams for yourself, and your Mum. She will always be there in spirit when you are sad, but will also be there to share your joys. Well done for writing such a heartfelt poem.

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